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searching for new eyes | the gall collector acrylic, pencil & oil pastel on wood 24"x24"

#goblinweek Temperance

I've been working to get the pages/website/print layout for @sunday-service.bsky.social done in time for submissions to open on Feb. 1st. I should probably stop reworking the website. The layout looks good. It's nervous energy, but I keep picking at it. Fingers crossed this works.

idk, maybe the internet is bad

Mild plant horror 🌱🌿

“The idea of happiness as a goal rather than a transitional state is a dangerous and much more damaging notion for a person to carry around and then just knowing that each and everyone is fucked in someway or other.” - Thomas Moore, Alone, Amphetamine Sulphate(2020) #lit #booksky #thomasmoore #AS

Tried Dennis Cooper for the first time via a short story and hit a wall pretty fast. For folks who read his work, is the graphic violence and aggressive tone central to everything he does? What do you find meaningful about his writing? Asking in good faith. #lit #booksky #reading #denniscooper

Submissions open February 1st. Watch this space and our website for the announcement.

if your walls have empty spaces and you want to fill them with pretty art: I have a print shop! on INPRNT 🔸 www.inprnt.com/gallery/ddb.... 🔸 they're always running sales and the print quality is *chef's kiss* OR if you're more of a ✨fancy collector✨ I also sell originals from time to time!

I’ve been quietly working on a thing and I can share now:

I went on a hike. I wrote some words. #arkansas #lit #poetry

welcome to the future: where everything is the worst it's ever been, and everything is the best it's ever going to be

💊 CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS 💊 Feeling sick and tired of being sick and tired? Pill Bottle Press is looking for your work! Submit #poetry, #prose, #art, and #photography submissions until March 7th! Visit PBP's website for details: pillbottlepress.com Submit via email to [email protected]

This is how you become a writer: just pick one of the things that is deeply wrong with you. Make it a character. Now send it on a self-help journey or try to kill it. Now call it a book.

Queer literature doesn’t owe anyone joy. Not commercially viable it-gets-better arcs. I understand the desire for transformation. For acceptance. For affirmation. But for me? Give me the corrosive. The dangerous. The unfinished. Give me the lived experience. Unsentimental. Non-Redemptive.

//- Nothing happened when I said it. That’s what I noticed first. We kept walking. Same road. Same dust. -//